My dad brought a rabbit home once when I was a kid. He found it in the Vought parking lot after work. He built a cage for it, and before long we had several rabbits. Seems it was pregnant. So my dad built more cages, and we kept having more rabbits, and more cages. Pretty soon , dad was paying my sister and I $.25 a week to feed and water them every day. After a while, dad decided we had too many rabbits, so we started trying to sell them. Not having much luck, we tried giving them away. We still had a lot of rabbits, so dad decided that we would have to eat them. So one weekend we started butchering rabbits. I would go to the cages and get a rabbit, and take it to my dad, who then killed it, skinned it, and gutted it. He gave it to my sister who took it inside to my mom who cut it up and put it into the freezer. After the freezer was full with over 200 rabbits, we started giving away the cut up rabbits, and we finally got rid of them all. We ate rabbit for a long time after that.
I hate rabbit.